Rose Requiem

In the depths of slumber, she finds solace among the roses, A serene escape, where petals unfold like tender prose. The red blooms, like passionate whispers, surround her face, As if the very essence of love has taken its sacred space. Her lips, a fiery promise, sealed with a gentle might, Invite the viewer into a realm of quiet, endless night. The soft, gray locks, a river's flow, that gently plays, Around the contours of a beauty that time cannot erase. In this still moment, she is free, a vision to behold, A testament to the beauty that in repose is told. The roses, like guardians of her dreams, stand watchful and true, A symbol of the love that in her heart, forever shines anew. In the silence, her spirit finds a peaceful nest, A place where love and beauty are forever at rest.